much love monday: touching worms

a couple days ago, i got this text from my friend tita, asking me to go touch worms with her.  she exlpained, ‘i used to be so comfortable touching worms, but then it began to gross me out! i want to get over that fear’.  when i was small, it was the same story: i went from being comfortable with worms, or mud, to being repulsed and not wanting to touch either.  we decided it was time to push out of our respective comfort zones.

so, last night after a long day of rain, we headed out in search of worms.  we found a lot of them laying across the sidewalk with one end tucked into the grass.  tita showed me how, if your foot taps lightly near the grassy end of the worm, it will zoom back into its lair.  we walked around, tucking the worms in and laughing hysterically before we finally set down to our task.

it was incredibly intimidating!  i never expected it to be so hard–we both nearly chickened out, but forced ourselves to gently poke this fat worm laying across the sidewalk.  we were crouched over it, laughing and talking about how slimy and plump it was.  as soon as we touched it, the built-up store of fears evaporated.  it was kind of squishy and slimy, but it wasn’t anything to be afraid of.  tita was able to flip one up to hold in her hand (“it’s easier to pick up after it gets all curly!”) but i couldn’t get the mechanics down, and so prodded the worm for a minute or two.  we decided it all evened out in the end.

immediately after,  there was this rush of strength: we realised how simple it was to overcome somewhat arbitrary blocks that exist in our lives.  we were laughing and yelling out ‘the world is ours’!

it was a really short experiment, but it felt so good to push ourselves safely out of our comfort zones.  it was a really strong reminder how many blocks exist in our brains, but are not useful to us.  when things all boil down, it can actually be very simple to get out of those comfort zones.  it’s the small but incredibly powerful difference between thinking ‘i can’t do this’ and ‘i’m going to do this’.

i’m going to carry ‘touching worms’ around for a while.  i need that strength today, when i have to do something i don’t want to do, which is: give notice at my job!  normally two weeks’ would be sufficient, but i’m sweet and my boss will need much  more time than that to find & start training my replacement.  i won’t be there for the busiest day of the year (mother’s day) and i don’t want to leave my shop in a lurch.  i haaaaate doing things like this (quitting jobs and breaking up relationships) but this is a necessary step i must take.   and if i can touch worms, i can do this!

now, dear readers, i’d like to hear from you: how have you pushed out of your comfort zones recently?  what was the outcome?


2 thoughts on “much love monday: touching worms

  1. it’s funny, with worms i don’t mind touching them once i am doing it, but there is always a moment of hesitation for me before i save them from squishing because i am always afraid they will be repulsive, but then i do it and remember it’s not so bad.

    (perhaps extendable to touching of the metaphoric worms too? that to just do things is much easier than worrying about it? 😉 )

    good luck on quitting, i know the feeling, i HATE having to do that especially when you know you will inevitably cause stress to nice people. but it has to be done. i suppose a way in which i am attempting to ‘touch worms’ is to be comfortable in saying ‘no’ more often to demands that are made of me…it’s really difficult for me.

    1. yeah, exactly! it wasn’t gross once i had touched it–but the hesitation was so killer!

      saying no is so important, something i also have trouble doing. such a small word, but with huge ramifications in our lives.

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